[wofeloh916]

kya wo sachamuch Anu ke kamre mein gayi thi? ya us 31 degree ki damaghontoo bhatti se nikalakar... us aasamani silk ke camisole mein... wo seedhe galiyaare ke par us guest room ke thande AC mein chali gayi thi?!

aur jo tana usne kal raat nashe mein mara tha, *‘ja na... jake sewa kar uski... bhar uska bistar...’*, kya Kaavya ne sachamuch...?!

Rajesh ka dam ghutane laga. usne ghin aur dahshat ke mare us veerya se sane tissue ko wapas thaile mein phenka, thaile ka munh bandha, aur donon thailon ko pagalon ki tarah garbage chute ke lohe ke munh mein dhakel diya!

*dhadam!*

kachara nau manjil neeche gehri andheri surang mein gir gaya.

Rajesh ne deewaar ka sahara lekar khud ko sanbhala. uske haath kanp rahe the, uska collar paseene se bheeg chuka tha. wo lift ka intazar kiye bina seedhiyon se neeche bhaga. uski aankhon ke saamne andhera chha raha tha. use sach chahie tha. use abhi, isi taim wo sach dekhana tha, warana uska dimaag phat jata!

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dopahar ke sawa ek baj chuke the.

Pune ke us wishal, kanch aur steel se bane tek park ke satawen floor par sannaata pasara hua tha. lunch ka taim tha, aur Rajesh ki poori teem, mainejars aur esosiets cafeteria ki taraf ja chuke the.

Rajesh apne egjeekyootiw glass cabin ke andar baitha tha.

usne cabin ke kanch ke darwaaze ko andar se lok kar diya tha aur khidakiyon ke venetian blinds ko poori tarah neeche gira diya tha taaki baahar se koi bhi andar ki screen na dekh sake.

uski table par uska parsanal ThinkPad laptop khula hua tha.

Rajesh ki tie dheeli thi, shirt ki aasteenen kohani tak mudi hui thin, aur uske chehre par baarah ghante ki dadhi aur khauphanak tanaav ki lakeeren khinchi hui thin. usne apne ledar bag ki seekret zip kholi aur usamen se ek kaali, haee-speed encrypted USB drive nikali.

yeh wo drive thi jisamen uske flat 903 ke sabhi hidan surveillance cameras ka 1080p waee-phaee backup aur lokal maikro-esadi card ka laiw aur rikorded deta stor hota tha.

usne kanpati ungliyon se USB ko laptop ke port mein ghuseda.

screen par password ka dayalog boks aaya. usne dhadakate dil se apna 16-dijit ka encryption code taip kiya: `ENTER`.

software ka interface khula. chaar alag-alag cameras ke thanbanel saamne aa gaye:
- `CAM 01: Living Room / Foyer`
- `CAM 02: Hallway / Kitchen Corridor`
- `CAM 03: Master Bedroom (Infrared HD)`
- `CAM 04: Guest Room (Infrared HD)`

Rajesh ka halak sookh gaya.

usne sabase pehle `CAM 03: Master Bedroom` ka archive chuna. kal raat ka timeline bar neeche phaila hua tha.

usne timeline scrubber ko pakada aur use kheenchakar theek **raat ke 01:15 baje** par lakar chhod diya, wo taim, jab wo sharab ke nashe mein bistar par girakar behosh hua tha.

screen par infrared nait-wizan ki kristal kliyar, hare aur safed sheds wali HD footage chalane lagi.

camera deewaar ke oopar smoke detector ke andar chhupa hua tha, jahan se poore king-size bed ka 45-degree ka top-engal wyoo dikhaee de raha tha.

screen par... Rajesh ne khud ko dekha.

wo bistar par ulate munh pada tha. uski neeli shirt ke button khule hue the, gardan ek taraf ludhaki thi, aur wo kisi murde ki tarah achet tha.

aur phir... uski nazar Kaavya par padi.

Rajesh ke munh se ek dabi hui sisakari nikal gayi.

Kaavya... uski 28 sal ki, khanadani, susheel . beewi...

wo us bistar par us behad maheen, paradarshi aasamani silk ke camisole aur jaanghon ko poori tarah nanga chhod dene wale lace wale maikro-shorts mein leti hui thi!

infrared camera ki lait mein us silk ke patle kapade ke aar-par uske bhare-poore 34D boobs ki ubhari hui golaee aur uski donon jaanghon ka chikana, gora mans saaf chamak raha tha! uska poora badan paseene se tarabatar tha. wo garmi aur tadap ke mare bistar par karawaten badal rahi thi. kabhi wo apni donon ranen aapas mein jor se bheenchati, kabhi apni gardan peechhe patakati.

aur phir... video mein raat ke **01:23 baje**... Kaavya achaanak uthakar baith gayi.

usne apni bikhari hui julphon ko peechhe jhataka. usne bistar par besudh pade Rajesh ki taraf dekha.

Rajesh ki saansen tham gayin.

Kaavya ghutanon ke bal rengati hui... billi ki tarah dabe panw Rajesh ke behosh jism ke qareeb aaee.

usne Rajesh ke kandhe ko hilaya. usne kuchh kaha, shayad uska nam pukara. lekin Rajesh ka jism tas se mas Nahi hua.

aur phir... screen par jo hua, use dekhakar office ki revolving chair par baithe Rajesh ke rongate khade ho gaye!

Kaavya ki gori, patli hatheli andhere mein oopar uthi.

aur usne Rajesh ke us paseene se lathapath gaal par poori takat se ek saf, napa-tula thappad jad diya: *chatak!*

laptop ke headphones mein wo aawaz itani saf goonji ki Rajesh ne anajane mein apna haath apne usi gaal par rakh liya!

*‘isne... isne mujhe thappad mara?!’*

Rajesh ki reedh ki haddi mein apaman, zillat aur ek ajeeb si, wikrit kaamuk siharan ki bijali daud gayi!

Kaavya ne use gusse mein Nahi mara tha; wo to sirf yeh chek kar rahi thi ki uska paharedar, uska namard pati sachamuch nashe mein andha ho chuka hai ya sirf natak kar raha hai!

video mein Rajesh ka sir sirf ek inch ludhaka, munh se lar bahi, aur wo wapas so gaya.

Kaavya ne paanch second intazar kiya. phir usne ek thandi saans li.

usne apne donon pair farsh par utare. wo uthi... aur apne nange pairon se us sheesham ke darwaaze ki taraf badhi. usne peetal ka haindal ghumaya.

*click.*

darwaaza khula... aur Kaavya ka wo ardhanagn, silk mein lipata hua kayamat jaisa badan master bedroom ki chaukhat par karake baahar nikal gaya!

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Rajesh ki ungliyan pagalon ki tarah maus par kanp rahi thin.

usne turant screen ko swich kiya, `CAM 02: Hallway / Kitchen Corridor`!

is camera ka lens poore weeran galiyaare ko kawar karata tha.

raat ke **01:28 baje**...

master bedroom ka darwaaza aadha inch khula, aur usamen se Kaavya ka wo haseen, tharatharata hua saya baahar nikala.

wo galiyaare ke thande Italian marble par bahut aahista-aahista kadam rakh rahi thi. uska seena tez saanson ki wajah se oopar-neeche ho raha tha, aur uska haath apni jaanghon ko chhoo raha tha.

aur wo... wo Anu ke kamre ki taraf Nahi mudi!

Rajesh ki aankhen khoon ke ghoont peene lageen. Anu ka kamra baeen taraf tha, lekin Kaavya ke kadam... Kaavya ke nange pair bina ek second ke bhatakaw ke... seedhe saamne ki taraf badh rahe the!

theek baarah pheet ki doori par...

guest room ka band darwaaza!

Kaavya us darwaaze ke saamne jakar ruk gayi.

usne ek bar bhi peechhe mudakar apne master bedroom ki taraf Nahi dekha. usne ek pal ke liye bhi hichakichahat Nahi dikhaee.

uski gori, kanpati hui hatheli aage badhi. usne guest room ke darwaaze ko aahista se andar ki taraf dhakel diya.

darwaaza bina kisi aawaz ke aadha khul gaya.

aur us khule hue darwaaze ke chaukhat se... kamre ki khidaki se aati hui doodhiya chandani ke andar... camera ke engal ne guest room ke bistar ka wo khauphanak nazara Rajesh ki aankhon ke saamne paros diya jise dekhakar uska dil halak mein aa gaya!

kamre ke andar, lakadi ke takht par... 56 sal ke Sukhdev Tauji apni peeth ke bal lete hue the.

unki chaudi, faulaadi chhaati nangi thi. unke donon plaster wale haath unki chhaati par dhare the.

aur unki kamar par bandhi us patli, safed cotton lungi ke beechon-beech...

chandani ki roshni mein ek wishal, khoonkhar aur gaganachunbi piramid tana hua khada tha!

subah ki kaamuk mardaangi ka wo 8.5 inch ka wishal, lohe jaisa khanbha... us patle kapade ko phad dene ki had tak oopar ki taraf tana hua, bilkul kisi meenar ki tarah akada hua dhadak raha tha!

video mein... Kaavya ki nazaren seedhe us tane hue ubhar par jakar jam gayin.

uski chal mein ab koi khauf Nahi tha. usne apna doosra pair bhi us kamre ki chaukhat ke par rakh diya.

wo poori tarah guest room ke andar dakhil ho gayi.

aur phir... uski gori hatheli peechhe mudi.

usne guest room ke us bhaari lakadi ke darwaaze ko apni taraf kheencha...

*khat.*

laich baith gaya. darwaaza poori tarah band ho gaya.

screen par ab sirf ek band, khamosh aur sapat lakadi ka palla dikhaee de raha tha!

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"Nahi... Nahi, Nahi, Nahi... shit! shit!"

Rajesh apne office ke cabin mein pagalon ki tarah phusaphusaya. uska poora badan paseene se naha chuka tha. uski shirt uski peeth se chipak gayi thi, aur uski aankhen phatane ki had tak chaudi ho chuki thin.

*wo andar chali gayi!*

*usne darwaaza band kar liya!*

*aur aaj subah... usi kamre ke dustbin se taza veerya se bhare hue tissue papers ka anbar nikala tha!*

Rajesh ka dimaag sunn ho chuka tha. uske andar ek sath sau jwaalaamukhi phat rahe the. wo jis bat se ab tak darata aaya tha, jis aag se wo bhag raha tha... wo aag uske apne hi ghar ke us band kamre mein lag chuki thi!

uski kulawadhoo... uski roopawan beewi ne us band kamre mein us dehati sand ke sath kya kiya?

kya usne sirf apne haathon se us wishal musale ko sahalaya tha? ya... ya usne us pawitr munh se...?!

aakhiri sach sirf ek click ki doori par tha.

screen par chautha thanbanel intazar kar raha tha:

`[? CAM 04: Guest Room — Continuous Storage (Encrypted)]`

Rajesh ki tarjani ungli maus ke lepht-click button par aa gayi.

uska haath itani buri tarah kanp raha tha ki maus ka cursor screen par dagamaga raha tha. wo button dabane hi wala tha... wo us band kamre ke bheetar ka wo nanga, pashawik sach apni aankhon se dekhane hi wala tha...

tabhi...

*dhad! dhad! dhad!*

cabin ke sheeshe ke darwaaze par kisi ne poori takat se mukke barasa diye!

"Rajesh sar! Rajesh sar, pleez darwaaza kholie!"

achaanak hue us bhayanak shor se Rajesh itani buri tarah uchhala ki uski revolving chair peechhe ki deewaar se ja takaraee! table par rakha bhaari bras ka pen-staind ludhakakar farsh par gir gaya, aur pen bikhar gaye!

darwaaze ke phrosted glass ke par uski senior operations manager Suchitra ki ghabaraee hui parachhaee dikh rahi thi.

"sar! Vice President lain par hain! European client ka server crash ho gaya hai, turant wor-room mein aaie sar! its en emergency!"

Rajesh ke seene mein dil kisi parinde ki tarah phadaphadane laga. uska gala rundh gaya tha.

usne ek second ke andhe khauf mein apne kanpate haathon se laptop ki screen ko zor se patak kar band kar diya!

*kadak!*

usne ek hi jhatake mein us encrypted USB ko slot se baahar kheencha aur use apni trouser ki gehri jeb mein thoons liya.

usne apni mez se rumal uthaya, apne mathe aur gardan ka bahata hua thanda paseena ponchha, teen lambi-lambi hanphati hui saansen leen, aur phir ek phati hui, ladakhadati aawaz mein darwaaze ki taraf pukara:

"y... yas! aaee em kaming... jast a minute!"

Rajesh khada hua. lekin uske ghutane kanp rahe the.

uski jeb mein wo kaali pen drive kisi jalate hue angare ki tarah uski jaangh ko jala rahi thi.

guest room ke band darwaaze ke peechhe kya hua tha... wo khauphanak raz ab bhi us drive ki gaharaee mein daphan tha, aur Rajesh ko us sach tak pahunchane ke liye apni zindagi ke sabase lambe, sabase dardanak ghanton se guzarana tha!